Matthew 2:13-18 · The Escape to Egypt
Promises Kept!
Matthew 2:13-18
Sermon
by King Duncan
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Some years ago the Canadian Medical Association reported the strange case of Jack Traynor. Jack was an Englishman who fought in the trenches of World War I. Twice he was shot: one bullet severed the nerves and tendons in his right arm; the other put a hole in his skull. Jack was alive, but his arm was useless and his brain was damaged. He couldn’t walk, and he had constant epileptic seizures. His right arm hung paralyzed. Doctors stopped treating him and predicted his death in a very short while. The Ministry of Pensions gave him a total disability.

That was in 1920. One morning in 1923, Jack suddenly jumped up out of bed. He washed and shaved, dressed himself, and walked out the door on his own!

It’s not possible! the doctors said. But Jack just carried right on: he set up a business for himself, he got married, he fathered two children, and he lived a normal life for another 20 years! The Ministry of Pensions kept sending his disability cheques. No one in Jack’s condition could ever recover! they said. But Jack didn’t complain! It was like he was reborn. Just when everybody had given up on him, he got another chance at life!

RESURRECTION! That’s kinda the story at the start of the book of Ezra, too! In the sixth century B.C., there was only one thing you could say about the Jews: No one in their condition could ever recover! They’ve had it! They’re gone for good! What little remains of them is paralyzed and ready for the grave. The Ministry of Pensions in Babylon kept sending the disability cheques. And the Doctors of Theology had already signed the death certificate. The Jews were a wasted people, shot through the head when Nebuchadnezzar destroyed the Temple; shot through the arm when he scattered them throughout what’s now Iraq and Iran.

You remember that song about the "Dry Bones," don’t you?

"The foot bone’s connected to the ankle bone.
The ankle bone’s connected to the leg bone.
The leg bone’s connected to the knee bone....
Now hear the Word of the Lord!"

That song comes from Ezekiel 37. Ezekiel was one of the Jews living in Babylon at that time. And when they heard there that the Temple in Jerusalem had been destroyed, they knew they were a dead people. They even called themselves "Dry Bones!" Dry Bones that were wasting away in the sun. Dry Bones that didn’t have a shred of muscle on them. Dry Bones that were beyond even a miraculous cure. And when God tells Ezekiel one day to preach to a bunch of Dry Bones, he says to God: You’ve got to be kidding! (Ezekiel 37:3) I mean, I’ve had to do some strange things as a prophet for you, Lord; but let’s be realistic! Dry Bones are dead! You can’t squeeze water out of a rock, and you can’t make Dry Bones live!

But God is amazing that way! He does squeeze water out of rocks! And He does make Dry Bones live! And that’s the miracle we read about here in Ezra chapter 1. One morning those Dry Bones just got up by themselves and walked right on back to their homes in Palestine. The Jews are reborn!

And here’s the surprising thing about it all: It was Cyrus, king of Persia, who gives the order! Up until this time, when one nation conquered another, they either destroyed all the people, or they scattered the survivors around through various countries. They figured that if different ethnic groups were sifted together, they would mix and mate, and eventually you wouldn’t find them anymore. Even in the "Cultural Mosaic" of Canada, the ethnic lines get fuzzy after just one generation. And by the time the second generation passes, there are no more Dutchmen or Poles or Japanese ” only Canadians.

That’s the model Cyrus had in his day. That’s what everybody else was doing. But by a stroke of genius, he changed the future of the world. You know, he thought, people get restless when they’re forced to move. Sometimes they don’t give up their identities. Sometimes they just fight all the harder to stay separate. Let’s try something new: Let’s give all the scattered peoples the option of going home. Let’s tell them to go back to their countries, back to their villages, back, even, to their gods! And maybe if we help them to do that, they’ll let us rule them in peace and collect our taxes for us! It was a new political policy. And Cyrus get’s the credit.

But in the larger scope of things, we know that he was moved by the inspiration of God. God had made promises to His people a long time before, promises of destruction and exile; but promises, too, that they would someday come home. In fact, from Israel’s earliest history, the name that God told them to use when they prayed to Him was "Yahweh"! In the language on the street, that name meant: I will be...I’ll be there for you! You can count on me! I make promises, and I keep them! Call me Yahweh! You can count on me!

When the walls of Jerusalem were ringed by ten thousand campfires, the ghostly specter of the Babylonian siege, God made a promise to His people: This city will be destroyed because of your wickedness; but one day your children will return! I promise it today! I give you My word! But when the food ran out in the city, the people thought of sending a message to Egypt for help. And when the battering rams of the troops pounded at the gates, the people said, We don’t believe you, God! Our children will never live to see this place again!

BUT GOD DOESN’T MAKE PROMISES CHEAPLY.  Right about that time He told His prophet Jeremiah to go out and buy himself a field. Land is usually a good investment, at least in a stable society. But during wartime it’s the last thing you have money for. And the people all laughed at Jeremiah! What a fool! He’s off his rocker now! Poor fellow’s gone loco! But Jeremiah knew what he was doing. He knew God’s Name. And he knew God’s promises. I’ll be there for you, Jeremiah! You can count on me! Your children will farm that field! I give you my promise! And when Cyrus issues his orders, it’s Yahweh who stands behind him and points the new direction.

There’s one more surprise here, and that’s the command that Cyrus gives. He orders Mithredath, his treasurer, to gather the gold and silver dishes that used to be in the Temple at Jerusalem and send them along with the returning Jews. What’s so surprising about that? Well, just think about it for a minute. Why were these treasures in Persia if it was Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon who had originally taken them? Persia is Iran today, and Babylon is Iraq. They were enemies then; they’re enemies now! In those days, when the troops of one country sacked the temples of another country, they knew that their gods were more powerful. It’s like the two boys who stand arguing: My Dad’s bigger than your Dad! And if one beats up the other guy, they both know he was right!! Well, countries played that game, too. When the Philistines captured the Ark of the Covenant during one of their battles with Israel, they took it and put it in the temple of Dagon, their fish god, just to show that he was more powerful.

And in later years, whenever the Roman legions smashed another tribe, the religious relics were taken from the temples and brought to Rome. Nebuchadnezzar did the same when he pounded Judah to death. And when the Medes and the Persians beat Babylon, the temple treasures found a new home, with new gods in new temples. People had the idea that the amount of wealth a god had was directly related to his power. If your god let you beat the gods of other nations, then you increased your god’s powers by giving him the wealth of the temples of the conquered gods. The greatest crime in ancient countries was to steal treasures from the temple of the god. If you stole his treasures, you diminished his power and put the country at risk. Stealing from the temples of the gods was always a capital offense! If you were caught with the treasures of the gods, you died! No questions asked!

Now, you can begin to see the surprising move of Cyrus. Babylon conquered Judah, and Babylon’s god got the wealth of the Temple. His power increased. Then Persia conquered Babylon, and all the treasures in Babylon’s temple, including the silver and gold from Jerusalem, went into the temple of Persia. Persia’s god increased in strength. But now, Cyrus is reversing the process! He’s taking the wealth of his god and giving it to the God of the Jews! He’s robbing his own state temple and strengthening the resources of a foreign divinity!

Historians applaud Cyrus’s political moves. They think his plan to resettle the scattered peoples back on their own home turf was an absolutely brilliant move, a stroke of genius! But this they can’t figure out. It doesn’t make sense! It violates sane reasoning! Why not send the Jews back but keep their religious relics in trust, as a show of power? Why not give them leave to rebuild their cities but maintain control over the treasures of their god? Either Cyrus has lost his mind, or ” somehow ” the God of the Jews is actually calling the shots here!

And that’s the amazing thing: A generation earlier, when the name of Cyrus was still unknown, God spoke through His prophet Isaiah. The Jews were reeling under the destructive powers of Babylon and right then came this prophecy: (Isaiah 44:24-28) "This is what the Lord says: `Your Redeemers, who formed you in the womb: I am the Yahweh, who has made all things, who alone stretched out the heavens, who spread out the earth by myself, who says of Jerusalem, `It shall be inhabited,’ of the towns of Judah, `They shall be built,’ who says of Cyrus, `He is my shepherd and will accomplish what I please, he will say of Jerusalem, `Let it be rebuilt,’ and of the temple, `Let its foundation be laid!’"

THAT’S THE PROMISE OF YAHWEH! That’s the assurance of the One who’s name means: I will be there for you! You can count on me! And that’s the heart of the message of God’s people here. There is no kingdom, no power, no authority, which can ever stand between God and His people. When He makes a promise, He keeps it! When He loves you, you can count on Him being there for you! I have loved you with an everlasting love! He says. And somehow, in the larger contours of history, all things work together for the good of His people.

IN JESUS CHRIST, THOSE PROMISES OF GOD BECOME ALL THE MORE CLEAR. Remember his parting words to his disciples? I am with you always! His body may be absent from us, but we know the kiss of His Spirit within. And that’s why we’re here today. God renews His promises with us again and again. I am the Lord your God!! I’ll be there for you! I make promises and I keep them!

One of the most powerful forces in our lives is fear. Lord Mountbatten of England was a great military commander. But to his dying day, he said that it was fear that pushed him along in war, and fear that paralyzed him peacetime. Even when he was only five years old, he was always scared to go to bed at night. It isn’t the dark, he told his father. There are wolves up there! And his father would smile, and reassure him that there were no wolves in the house. Maybe there aren’t, he would say, but I think there are!

FEAR PARALYZES US. Fear of the future threatens us. Just this week, the news contained reports from Toronto that housing sales are up. Bankers are a little concerned. The average family home in Toronto now costs almost $300,000. Mortgage rates are high. The economy has slowed. Why are people buying houses and burying themselves in debt? The reason is simple: Michael Wilson’s new tax proposal will make houses even more expensive in the future! We’ve got to buy now, even if it destroys us financially and ruins our family life. We’re afraid!

A fellow names Larry Henshaw tells of the time his home was rocked by an earthquake. Daughters Debbie and Carol were locked in their bedroom when the beds slid in front of the door. They panicked and screamed for help. And good old Dad spoke very calmly: "Don’t worry! You’re Henshaw’s, and Henshaw’s know how to keep cool heads in a crisis." But Carol’s little voice came from the other side of the door: "Daddy, I think we take after Mommy’s side of the family!"

We’re all from fear’s side of the family, at one time or another. We fear what people will say about us. We fear we won’t make it at university. We hide ourselves behind walls of trinkets and hope nobody sees what we’re really like inside. Franklin Roosevelt once said, "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself!" But even when we know that, we don’t stop being afraid.

Last year a fellow sat in my study. He really would like to become a Christian, he said, but he was afraid of how it would change his life. On Wednesday of this past week, I held the hand of a woman in the hospital. Her husband is dying, and fear trembles in the corners of her eyes. The fear that kills, Wordsworth called it.

AND THEN COMES THE MESSAGE OF THE GOSPEL: FEAR NOT! I have loved you with an everlasting love! I am Yahweh, the God who makes and keeps His promises! I will be there for you! You can count on me! One of the most powerful verses in the Bible comes from the New Testament letter of John (I John 4:18): "There is no fear in love," he says. "But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment."

We’re afraid the future will punish us! We’re afraid others will let us down! We’re afraid of death, and disease, and disaster! But the whisper of God’s love takes hold of us and wraps us in His arms, and we hear the sound of His Name and His Voice: I am Yahweh! I will never leave you nor forsake you! I will be there for you! You can count on me!

In 1881, Captain Neil Curry set sail from Liverpool, England, for North America. They were about 1,500 miles out from land when a fire raced through the ship. All 36 people managed to get into the lifeboats before the ship went up in flames, but soon they were dying of thirst. Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink! Seven of the crew were already unconscious, Curry wrote later, when everyone else had this marvelous dream. We dreamed, he said, (that) the water beneath us had turned from the blue of the sea to green. (I dreamed that) I managed to muster up strength to let out a container. I tasted that water, and it was fresh! Lo and behold, when he woke up a short while later, their boats were drifting into a patch of green water, right in the middle of the blue ocean! Captain Curry reached down a cup and tasted the water. It was fresh! Revived and strengthened, they rowed on. Within the week, they sighted land, and everyone was saved!

That’s the kind of miracle God’s promises are for us: a patch of fresh-water green on an icy-blue ocean of fear and anxiety. That’s what the Jews learned that day in Persia. That’s the message God brings to us this morning.

There’s one more thing about the message in Ezra 1. When the Jews are reborn, when life starts all over for them again, when the fear is gone and God opens the future, the first thing they want to do is rebuild the Temple in Jerusalem. THE FIRST THING THEY WANT TO DO IS GIVE SOME SHAPE TO THEIR FAITH. And that’s what the Church is all about, isn’t it? It’s the visible shape of God’s promises on earth. Not just the buildings, although they are part of it. But the whole structure and character and institution of the Church.

During the Sixties, there was a strong movement against institutions and things established. We can worship God on our own, out in the woods and forests! We don’t need the Church, with all its trappings and its mumbo-jumbo! Give us the open spaces! Tear down the buildings! Get rid of the traditions!

There was probably a lot of truth to that. Churches can get too organized. They can become just another corporation, just another business. They can lose their goals, and misplace their trust. And yet, deep down, we know that structures of the Church are still God’s way for speaking His promises to us. Our faith can’t grow without the Church. John Calvin called the Church our mother. He says it’s the Church which feeds us, and nurtures us, and teaches us about the promises of God. We need the institution of the Church like we need families.

When John Winters, one of our members, had wandered for years in his faithlife, he felt the renewing promises of God: I’ve never left you, John! I’ve always loved you! You belong to me! And the first thing John did was get back to the Church. It’s here that he sees the promises of God taking on human shape. It’s here that he finds his faith confirmed in the songs and the people and the meetings and the classes. It’s here that he knows the shape of God’s promises. God touched his life, and he came back to the Church!

That’s really what’s so special about all of you who volunteer in the ministries of the Church. You are the arms and legs of God’s love, reaching out to others. In the work of the Church the promises of God are made visible, made real, made tangible to others. We need the promises of God to take the fear out of our hearts, and give us the courage to face our futures.

AND WE NEED THE CHURCH TO GIVE SHAPE TO THOSE PROMISES OF GOD ON EARTH. We need to be a part of what’s happening in our congregation. We need to hear the Cyrus’s of the world challenge us: Rebuild the walls! Show us where it is! Give us a sign of hope on the drifting sea of life! Tell us again what you’re all about, and speak to us of the promises of God!

When Mahatma Gandhi was a young lawyer in South Africa, he read the Bible and was impressed by the teachings of Jesus. He was a Hindu himself, but thought that he might consider Christianity seriously. So he went to a church for several weeks and looked around him for the promises of God. But all he found was boredom and complaining and a lack of joy. And he decided right then that Christianity couldn’t be the true religion.

What a tragedy! The promises of God made boring in Church! People secure in God’s love, but dull and distant and drab! We need to hear the promises of God! I am with you always! I hold your future in My hands! I have loved you with an everlasting love! And we need to find in the Church those promises made visible! That’s why we sing that old hymn of Timothy Dwight:

"I love your church, O God!
For her my tears shall fall!
For her my prayers ascend!
To her my cares and toils be giv’n
till toils and cares shall end!"

Dynamic Preaching, Collected Sermons, by King Duncan